Cannibal

Oh, what a terrible evening It's been a cannibal summer Everybody is eating themselves up Over nothing, over nothing What a wonderful moment Staring off into space Everybody is running in their places Going nowhere, going nowhere Giddy up on your horses! Tighten down on the reigns Ride off into a sunset strip club Soda pop art gallery What a wonderful feeling The thrill of the chase Now we're being drawn into a Hearing voices! hearing voices! Oh-no! oh-no! oh-no! no, no, no, no!

Thirteen chosen by the elders to kill One chosen by the elders to die Summoned for sacrifice Taken to a dungeon Where others have perished before him Enveloped in fear and silence Arms and legs are shackled Awaiting in the darkened cold The time has now arrived Dissected then exterminated Torches lit, the room starts to glow Twenty-six eyes gazing at the prey One by one, they will mutilate him With knives in hand, they'll take their turn Removing pieces of his body He'll be made to suffer Till he breathes no more The first one cuts off a foot above the ankle As the blood begins to spray The second one hacks off a hand at the wrist The third one does the same The fourth one slices off the other foot The fifth one his whole leg The sixth one chops off one of his arms Not much of him remains Close to death, red liquid flows In a few minutes, it will be over One by one, they will mutilate him With knives in hand, they'll take their turn Removing pieces of his body He'll be made to suffer Till he breathes no more Until he breathes no fucking more Summoned for sacrifice Thirteen chosen by the elders to kill One chosen by the elders to die Summoned for sacrifice Why this must happen, no one knows Mindless sheep doing what they're told One by one, they will mutilate him With knives in hand, they'll take their turn Removing pieces of his body He'll be made to suffer Till he breathes no more The seventh one severs the other leg Without thinking, he licks the blade The eighth one takes care of the remaining arm The ninth one extracts the tongue The tenth one carves off the face of this human stump The deed is almost done The eleventh one extracts both of the eyes The twelfth one plunges steel into the heart Close to death, red liquid flows In a few minutes, it will be over The thirteenth one will decapitate him With knives in hand, they took their turn Removing pieces of his body He was made to suffer Until he breathed no more

Don't want to be sly and defile you Desecrate my mind and rely on you I just want to break this crown But it's hard when I'm so rundown and You're so cynical Narcissistic cannibal Got to bring myself back from the dead Sometimes I hate The life I made Everything is wrong every time Pushing on, I can't escape Everything that comes my way Haunting me taking it's sweet time Holding on, I'm lost in a haze Fighting life 'til the end of my days Don't want to be rude, but I have to Nothing's good about the hell you put my through I just need to look around See the light that has come unbound You're so cynical Narcissistic cannibal Got to bring myself back from the dead Sometimes I hate The life I made Everything is wrong every time Pushing on, I can't escape Everything that comes my way Haunting me taking it's sweet time (Haunting me taking) Sometimes I hate The life I made Everything is wrong every time Pushing on, I can't escape Everything that comes my way It's haunting me taking Holding on, I'm lost in a haze Fighting life 'til the end of my days

Well she tied me to the headboard with a surf leash And her wet hair hugged her body like a long-lost friend And I really tried my best to get across to her But nothing she would say could be defended Well her birthday suit it was her only present When I looked into her eyes - no history And I told her eating people wasn't pleasant But she laughed a snake eye laugh and walked away from me And I watched her as she walked across the coals I watched her as she walked across the coals Singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird And I'm your nightmare surfer babe Mr. Wilson where's your sandbox and your beard 'You still looking for the perfect microwave? So I really did my best to get across to her I said: "One day every pebble hits the beach" And I kissed her face and held her like a long-lost friend But she was too far out there to be reached To be reached She was too far out there She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird I'm your nightmare surfer babe Mr. Wilson where's your sandbox and your beard 'You still looking for the perfect microwave? And the sun came up over the mountain And the waves rolled in across the bay And the fabulous brightly-coloured birds flew up out of the forest And she said "Well we're all heaven's beautiful children living together in paradise Lie down my dear... you're going to enjoy this" And she looked like she'd had sex With a Tyrannosaurus Rex Singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird, old man I'm your nightmare surfer babe Mr. Wilson where's your sandbox and your beard 'You still looking for that perfect microwave? Perfect microwave And I watched her as she walked across the coals... And the sun came up over the mountain And the waves rolled in across the bay And the fabulous brightly-coloured birds flew up out of the forest And she said "Well we're all heaven's beautiful children living together in paradise Lie down my dear... you have enjoyed this"